Morwena really, really hoped that this battle would soon be over. Why couldn't the overgrown chicken just shut up?! "Hearing aid?! The only one who needs a hearing aid is you! And some glasses as well, though they wouldn't exactly help your ugly mug, either! I'm neither old nor do I have wrinkles!" She glared at the Battleheart. "And well, everyone but you tends to call me very beautiful, so you might have made your first somewhat intelligent statement here - because my Dear is the most handsome man there is, so I'm very proud that on the attractiveness scale, I hopefully am somewhat close to him. Of course I could never be as amazing as him, but that's good. It also means that I'll deal with idiots like you so that my Dear doesn't have to bother."
She readied her magic again. Hopefully, one or at least two more attacks would do her opponent in. "Seriously, the only reason why you piss me off so much is because you are so dumb that it's almost painful even to me. So I suppose I should take both of us out of our misery and end this as soon as possible. Maybe you're just so bitchy because you're losing pretty badly? Or is it PMS, hm? But then again, I bet you're so bitchy all of the time!" Morwena smiled a cruel, teasing little smile at the Battleheart and fired her magic.
(Normal attack)